Time Travel Tales Novels & Stories

He just nod at me, telling me to enter the time machine already for Cayden is already there and so I did, wiping the last tear from my eyes and waving my hand at them. I mouthed 'goodbye' before Cayden started the time machine and it gave me the feeling just like the first time that we used it but now, I'm sure that this time, we'll be able to arrive in the year 3079 without getting lost to somewhere. This time, my bad feeling was gone but I still sighed. I didn't pass out this time and so as Cayden. I think the reason why we passed out the first time was because the time machine that we used was actually not in good condition and now, we're already assured that we will have a safe trip.

I am not a time traveler, but I am very prone to waking up to other people’s bodies, to a different scenario, to a different timeline. If someone will ask me who I am, my only answer will be…I am someone lost in time.

I smiled a bit and repeated what I had stated, "I said, I am your future self, Tristan." I can tell that he is confused right now, judging from the face he makes. I spoke, "You did well for resisting and fighting this far. Your future you are proud of yourself," I smiled at the end of my sentence. "B-But how? Is time traveling real?" His eyes were wide while asking me "In the fantasy world, yes," I answered and giving him a warm aura. "Huh?" He asked with a confused facial expression.

I’m also bisexual but never told a soul. While I was out of town, I let Elijah borrow my MacBook MagSafe charger. I was taking a semester off and rarely used it. A month later it was time to register for classes and my laptop was dead. Elijah was at work so I went into his room looking for the charger. I careful searched as to not make it look like the FBI was looking for the Watergate tapes in there. In his desk I came across what appeared to be a diary. I’m an asshole sometimes I admit. So what did I do? I opened it and read parts of it. Turns out my “straight” roommate has homosexual thoughts and fantasies he has been fighting.

And I don’t think she’s at peace with us being romantically over, that I’ve found another love … had found … I lean back on the hard, wooden chairs of the library. My eyes tingle from the constant reading of fine print in dusty books. Surely there must be something to be found somewhere about why time travel is really possible, and how it works when you try to change something in the past. So many writers have written about time travel, so many philosophers have contemplated it, even scientists have looked into it. There must be at least a grain of truth in it, right? I also run into all kinds of conspiracy theories in my research: that the Twin Towers fell by the FBI, that JFK was killed by

His travels have been noted down and are the subject of an investigation that is being undertaken. The nature of time is complicated. To best explain it, there is only one, singular timeline. If a time traveller from 2005 went back in time to tell Ramses II about Facebook, the time traveller could not return to 2005 to see any difference in the world. The time traveller had always gone back in time to tell Ramses, and the events of Ramses learning about Facebook had happened, chronologically, before the time traveller went back in time. Jasper Red had always gone back in time to fall into your back garden, and you had always fed him cornflakes, before he cooperated in a project to create tim

mind trying to figure out how to get back to them. She lowered her head and started looking at the table rather than the man which caught their attention, and they all began to stare at her as she quickly was putting piece by piece into a more significant puzzle that she didn’t even know was there. It was starting to make sense now. Her whole life was beginning to make sense now; she had been working for this moment since she was nearly ten years old. The theory that she had come up with then was that she wanted to travel back in time, but she didn’t know how she didn’t understand that there was no magical machine that can take you back into the past. So the part of the theory that she had

Cristine exclaimed. “Can’t really help you. I don’t understand the science well, maybe you would. But when they warp space and time, it’s pretty much impossible to send you back. You died in your time period and only then could you be brought here. If we send you back, it’s going to do some weird stuff to the fabric of the universe.” Cristine scrunched her brow. “Oh, right. I… didn’t think about that.” Ellis smiled. “If you want to read about it, I can give you books on it!” she said. Cristine’s eyes lit up.

"At the beginning of time, there was the one and he was the light. He was alone for a long time and his name was Alkahiri," Jaishu Kokozu started to narrate the story of how Alkahiri created the universe for the children. The children were all sitting on the wooden floor, paying attention except one who was dozing off. All the children of the noble clans must go through schooling and when they turn ten they get shipped off to Camp Shitori for military training.

"That same word that was mentioned last night." "Does Lisa really travel back in time?" Qadira gave me a puzzled look. "How is that even possible?" "Tempus summatum is a spell," Missus Taima answered. "A time-traveling spell. But few know how to recite it properly, and even fewer even live through it." "It's literally removing yourself from a point in time and inserting it into another," Mother Babette said. "How could anyone's body survive that?" Qadira scoffed in amazement. "Lisa's body survived it. And if she really did travel back in time to write these papers with Marie Laveau and Doctor John in the flesh, then maybe she is the key to stopping Abraham."